<div></div><br> <br>Tis a fine evening in Fairhaven. The huskies are out and about, their pelts shining in the evening, but this story is not about them. The agents sent to explore the sudden loud noise arrive at a little used portion of the city to find light spilling out of one of the abandoned buildings there. A low thud is heard as the body of a skunk beast hits the pavement just outside, an irate human cudgeling it away with a baseball bat, "And stay out!"<br> <br>Aaron whistles lowly. "Ouch." he murmurs to himself. He largely came out here of his own accord, seldom taking actual missions from Zephyr beyond his usual patrols of keep-the-ferals-at-bay-in-town, and he's found...a domestic disturbance? That wouldn't make such a thunderous sound. He approaches the skunk girl, keeping a ready stance but trying not to appear openly hostile. "Hey there." he states, trying to get her attention. Better to see if she can talk first, then determine what's going on based on that.<br> <br>Miranai arriving with a large back, the massively pregnant and well oversized Overdrive Foxtaur eeps a bit at the sudden shouting and the use of a skunk beast as a baseball. Setting down her pack she pulls from it a large sphirical object and activates it, leaking the Nanotech Medbot to her comm system and directing it to try and patch up the Skunk Beast if it needs it. Then she looks back over to the human. Noticing Aaron though, she walks over to him instead, "H.. Hi there, umm, Nichole sent me to investagate things?" she says more a question then a statement and looking for some guidance from the bunny.<br> <br>Spying the discharge of a mephitic denizen by the baseball-bat-toting human, the hair-dyed albino can't help but smirk, "That looked appropo... wonder what's goin' on inside." Decked out in her usual attire, her heavy boots stamp the ground with a ready clomp as she draws neaerer to where the human lies, "Yo! What's goin' on? Is that some jammin' Rave or something up in there?"<br> <br>Out to satisfy his own curiosity, as most felines seem to do, a lion dressed in his typical semi-formal wear and armed with a rather common looking shotgun heads up to the area of disturbance. "Oof," Dio says, wincing as he arrives just in time to see the poor skunk beast's bit of damage. "What seems to be the issue here?"<br> <br>The man looks up when others approach, "Aw damn it, more of em," he says, leveling his bat, "All of you just stay back. You kin fuck each other all you want anywhere but here, ya hear? Mine, you know what that means? Not yours!" He slams the door shut, though this is a token effort with the front window of what used to be a Radioshack's front windows blown or simply having fallen out some time ago, leaving him quite visible.<br> <br>Aaron folds his arms and frowns. That's not a particularly neighborly attitude. "Excuse me, sir. If you look more closely, you might recognize me." The bunny is often circulating the town, beating on ferals that have started attacking civilians, keeping them in line so that the city streets are at least KIND of safe. The man may still not know him, but it's worth a try. "I'm with Zephyr. Can you please tell me what's going on, and what exactly it is that you're claiming as yours?" Ferals are a variety of things, but polite is seldom one of them, and it makes a great way to distinguish himself from a feral if he can show some manners.<br> <br>With the immediate danger gone back inside, Lotus crouches next to the skunkbeast, checking it for serious trauma. Examining for open wounds or signs of broken bones.<br> <br>Huh, well, bully. Inis walks along the periphery of the store, spying out to see if that door's the only entrance into the place. This could be something interesting with someone who's not feral guarding some sort of... thunderous noise-maker of some kind. Rubbing her palms together, the albino strolls with her clomping steps and sauntersome gait.<br> <br>Miranai looks to the obviously frustrated and angry human, then back to Aaron. As he slams the door, she looks around to everyone else, looking a bit scared really, "Umm, Aaron?" she gives again, hoping this time he will hear her, but instead she takes a step forward, "Umm, sir," she gives similar to how Aaron spoke, her androyginous voice not carrying very far, "If you could.. please calm down, no one is here to.. umm.. fuck you but.. you are c. causing a disturbance." Then, she decides to try something. Using her NICE she broadcasts an aura of calm, placaited feelings.<br> <br>The skunk appears more irritated than actually harmed. Its nanite enhanced biology already working well to throw off its concussion, and its various bruises and internal bleedings being sewn up by the army of industrial strength workings inside of it. It snorts loudly at Lotus and makes an obligatory motion to mount her in thanks. If Lotus declines, the big fella moves off in pursuit of its next catch.<br> <br>Lotus stands are rejoins the others after she giggles quietly and whispers, "Not now, we need to check this out."<br> <br>Aaron glances at Miranai. "It's all right." he tells her, in what he hopes is a calming tone. "Just stay nearby, and we'll remain safe. I'm sure he's just worried about the ferals, and they're no danger so long as I'm here." He is speaking in a tone he hopes is loud enough for the man to hear inside his building. "And frankly, as long as what he has isn't a danger, we're leaving quietly and without incident, without his item."<br> <br>Dio looks around at the newly gathered agents, giving them a warm wave, but he seems to only recognize the tremendously large foxtaur. "Hello ladies and gentlemen," he bows, slowly moving up to join the rest of the group to better hear the raging human. "Sir? I don't believe we're the ones to truly succumb to su-" Door slammed upon him, the lion lets out a loud scoff. "How rude," he whispers under his breath and crossing his arms. "We could talk things out rather than slamming doors on everyone's faces." Watching the skunk beast stand up and seemingly ask permission, he tilts his head and rubs his chin. "I've never seen one that... Didn't get straight to the deed before."<br> <br>The fellow inside shouts out through the busted window as he moves towards the back, "Aint got time for any of you. If you're not here to kick me out, I got a camp to set up." The sounds of tinkering can be heard, metal clanging on metal, a spark, the scent of ozone. Bwooorrrrm! Comes booming out from the back, followed by a stream of loud curses from the man.<br> <br>Aaron calls out, "We're not here to kick you out, but we may be able to offer you better lodgings. We're also here to investigate-" And then that loud boom comes. OW ow ow ow ow. Long lapine ears. Loud sound. Painful! It takes him a moment to recover, giving others plenty of opportunity to step forward and do as they see fit; he's going to take a second out to recover his composure.<br> <br>Ears twitching and nose going now, Miranai tries to look through the windows to try and see what is going on! She stays close to Aaron, that is till she notices Dio, and gives him a yap, "Dio? Do you know what is going on?" asks, still trying to get a clean look at whatever was going on inside. She looks around at the others, "H.. hello.." she gives them.<br> <br>Why worry about a closed door when there's a convenient broken window right there? Agile as she is, Inis gauges the open portions to make sure she can make it through without needing to break any more away. Should that be the case, she'll leap and tumble through... otherwise, well, it's glass-breaking time! Focused gal, she hasn't even given pleasantries back towards the others gathered about.<br> <br>It's not hard to hop through the window. One could step over it carefully if they wanted to do so. There's no barricading work done, just a big open front to the building. Not much protection to be had here.<br> <br>"Kicking out? None of us are here for such things. We're simply here to invest- Damn!" Dio covers his leonine ears with his two large hands, grunting a little and cursing silently under his breath for the few times having sensitive ears really rolled him over. Taking a moment to recover, Dio releases his hands and shakes his head at Mira. "I'm afraid I don't know, my lady. But I'm going to find out, with or without permission." Taking Inis' lead, he hops in through the window, looking about for clues about the disturbance.<br> <br>Aaron facepalms. Okay, diplomacy is probably out if people are just going to hop into his hidey-hole without talking it over. Taking his cue from the others, he moves toward the window, motioning for Miranai to follow. "Sir, as you can probably see, your camp isn't really safe at all. We can offer you proper lodgings in a safe place, where ferals can't realistically reach you." He doesn't hop through just yet; if nothing else, Miranai probably can't follow suit in her condition, and he's not leaving her unattended out here.<br> <br>Miranai whines softly as Dio and Inis jump in, looking over to Aaron a moment, then around to Lotus as well, before she fallows suit. A hop for the others is a step for her, though she has to be very careful about scraping anything against the bottom of the window ledge as she goes. Once inside her eyes are darting around, ears swiviling about, nose going a mile a minute, the technically minded taur looking and trying to find anything she recognises.<br> <br>Inis totally took the lead first. Totally. The punk-garbed gal gingerly readjusts both her circular shades and the clamshell headset that she wears over her ears after the tumble-through. Why step when you can leap, after all? Heading towards the back door where the man had gone through, Inis quickly surveys for the handle or if there's any visible portal to biew through.<br> <br>Wires, and busted equipment. It looks like poor Radioshack has lost most of its radios, their husks split neatly in half and their innards salvaged for parts, leaving a trail of foraging leading back to where the man resides, working at... what is that thing? "Ah Christ on a Stick, y'all have the manners only half a step better than the striped ass I finished beating out of here a few minutes ago." He twists two wires together and drops the bundle he was working on, "If you're not going to leave, at least help. I  need a seventeen ohm resistor that isn't going to pop the moment I put some juice in it."<br> <br>Here as support staff, Lotus is keeping an eye on the group's rear, as well as watching their backs. She keeps a nervous ear out as the entry team goes in.<br> <br>Aaron hms. Okay, maybe Miranai's mobility isn't as limited as he thought. He takes a moment to climb in, regarding the device - whatever it is - before approaching the man. "Sorry, sir. I'm not much good at electronics. My name is Aaron, may I have yours?" A hand is presented to the man, hopefully to shake. At least he isn't coming forward with a baseball bat! He scarcely wants to subdue the man by force if it can be helped.<br> <br>Miranai looking to the human working on the device she ponders a moment, "I can.. umm.. I can help." she says and starts looking around for something that would work. Failing that she starts collecting bits and pieces, and will use Sculpting Nanomagics to make something, "ANd... umm.. y.. yes, could we get your name and.. umm.. maybe.. what you are making here?" she asks, taking ques from Aaron.<br> <br>Inis squirrels her lips into a frown. Okay, mechanical stuff like tumblers and the like... no problem, but knowing the proper ohms on a resistor? Well, that would take some knowledge of resistors and the like. Not a strong forte for Inis, indeed. None the less, why hinder when one can help? She begins to ferit about the debris for anything that has the number 17 on it.<br> <br>As he walks through the building, Dio takes note of all the various scattered electronics and certainly recognizes the Radioshack feel from days of old, though this chain seems to be of the post-apocolpytic kind. Idly, he kicks a random piece of garbage across the floor and walks up to the man. "Before we assist you, sir, I'm much more curious as to what you're attempting to design and if you have any knowledge of why the recent intense sounds have been going off." After a soft cough, he dips down into a deep bow to hopefully shine an image that disregard and rudeness. "Then, I shall gladly assist."<br> <br>Lotus moves inside with the others and looking the scene over has no idea how anyone could put this stuff together in any meaningful way.<br> <br>Sadly, the resistors are... do you even know what a resistor looks like? Nothing with the number seventeen pleases the man at all. "Bah! Don't they teach you nothing!" he complains, rising to his feet. He moves over to the parts draw and wipes off a thick layer of dust and dirt off the sign there, revealing a guide to reading resistor colors, "See? Seventeen. While you're at it, I also need a two hundred, and a fifty, and grab some nine volt batteries while you're at it." And back he goes, pulling out a blow torch of all things. Where did he salvage that boy from?<br> <br>Miranai already had a great deal of knowledge with computers, electronics, and design, so she just continues looking around, "Sir.. umm.. .could we please get your name and what exactly you are doing here?" she asks again.<br> <br>Aaron clears his throat, lowering his hand. "If you don't want to share your name, I understand. Can you at least tell us what you're making here? We were sent here because it created a bit of a disturbance." He interposes himself a little more closely, trying to make himself a little more difficult to ignore. "In particular, it was rather painful to me at close range. I'd appreciate it if you could cooperate with us; there's strength in numbers, after all. Besides, this building simply isn't safe enough for you to stay here long-term; too many access points."<br> <br>After getting a good look at the parts in the picture Lotus begins to rummage.<br> <br>"What, you didn't ask nothing, Shit," he complains as he lowers his mask and gets to power welding two metal sheets together, "Name's Kevin, Got a last name, not that it matters no more. When's the last time a guy could even get an ID, fuck it all." Sparks fly everywhere as he works, creating a dangerous zone around his immediate area.<br> <br>"I'm afraid my... Youth was spent in other areas, sir. Though it seems some of the others here have a good handle on at least the basics of electronics." Dio rises from his bow and takes a deep look at the resistor guide. "I can see most of the difficulty springs from the nanties corroding at the various bits and pieces around here, no?" Dio begins to walk closer to the man and his supposed invention, jumping back as the sparks begin to fly towards him with a bit of a startle. "Kevin, sir? Well then, are you going to reveal what it is your making? We'll be much more enthusiastic to help if you do..."<br> <br>Miranai isn't having much luck trying to find a part that isn't already spoiled, busted, broken, unusable for what he wants, "Ok K.Kevin, but, I don't think the part you need is here." she says, "At least not a usable one. P.. perhaps if we were to venture.. out of the city we could find something?" she offers, not too keen on the idea herself but it was a thought.<br> <br>Lotus pipes up from the shopfront as she opens drawer after drawer, "Don't look at that light, guys!"<br> <br>Aaron nods. "Kevin, good to meet you. LIke I said, I'm Aaron. If you could be so kind as to answer my questions, we can get out of your way and you can return to your work in peace if you see fit." The rabbit is diplomatic enough, but he's letting just a liiiiittle bit of irritation creep into his voice; the man has been ignoring him rather steadily, and it's getting annoying. At Miranai's suggestion, he notes, "We probably have the part you'll need at Zephyr. Hell, we probably have quite a few of them."<br> <br>"You want to go looking?" asks Kevin, "Shit, maybe I was wrong about you. That's about the nicest thing you could do." He reaches beside himself, fishing out a still wrapped bit of junk food. He tears it open with hit teeth, other hand still busy wielding the torch. "You find those parts, you'll get to see it working, then we can shoot the breeze about whatever."<br> <br>Inis mutters to herself a bit, "Never try to help someone at their specialty when your own forte isn't that way." Rolling her shoulders, she glances over towards Mira's far larger form, "I could help, but I've no talent for elecronics."<br> <br>Miranai continues to listen, "Or.. back at my room in the SB I have a lot of salvage stock piled.." she mentions looking over to the man, "I'm sure I could find something." she says and looks over to Aaron and Dio once more, "Well, I... I guess I'll be right back, it isn't that far of a walk." she says, hoping at least one of them would go with her.<br> <br>Lotus lets out a loud, "WOO!". She springs up from a tiny part drawer at the bottom of a shelf. "I found the 55 ones, but theres only two left." She brings the little part drawer over to the others.<br> <br>A bit agitated himself, Dio begins to tap his foot upon the floor and cross his arms in a huff, not particularly happy some of his questions were being ignored. Rather than resorting to a violent intimidation roar-off, Dio attempts to calm down with a few deep breaths. "Very well sir," he says, strapping the shotgun onto his back and cracking his fingers with a satisfying pop. "I believe we can help you get those parts. And for your end, you'll tell us what exactly you're building there." As Mira begins to leave, he looks towards the taur with a concerned look. "I shall escort you if you desire, my lady." While he didn't know the bunny very well, or at all, he knew Aaron would probably follow from the cues they were giving off earlier. Despite this however, the lion follows along to perhaps get away from the annoying man.<br> <br>"Well, on the plus side, I can make sure that disturbances are kept to a vertiable minimum," comments the albino while cracking her knuckles to emphaize her point. Moving closer to where the window is, she keeps an eye out for anything that might be coming along, her expression one built of solid intimidation.<br> <br>Kevin seems to be taking care of himself, munching his artificial fruit cake and operating dangerous welding torches. What more could any hot blooded American man ask for, besides some loud music and maybe a gun or three? "You want to keep the rest out of here? Right kind of you." He clicks the torch off and sets it down, work work work.

<div></div><br> <br>Tis a fine evening in Fairhaven. The huskies are out and about, their pelts shining in the evening, but this story is not about them. The agents sent to explore the sudden loud noise arrive at a little used portion of the city to find light spilling out of one of the abandoned buildings there. A low thud is heard as the body of a skunk beast hits the pavement just outside, an irate human cudgeling it away with a baseball bat, "And stay out!"<br> <br>Aaron whistles lowly. "Ouch." he murmurs to himself. He largely came out here of his own accord, seldom taking actual missions from Zephyr beyond his usual patrols of keep-the-ferals-at-bay-in-town, and he's found...a domestic disturbance? That wouldn't make such a thunderous sound. He approaches the skunk girl, keeping a ready stance but trying not to appear openly hostile. "Hey there." he states, trying to get her attention. Better to see if she can talk first, then determine what's going on based on that.<br> <br>Miranai arriving with a large back, the massively pregnant and well oversized Overdrive Foxtaur eeps a bit at the sudden shouting and the use of a skunk beast as a baseball. Setting down her pack she pulls from it a large sphirical object and activates it, leaking the Nanotech Medbot to her comm system and directing it to try and patch up the Skunk Beast if it needs it. Then she looks back over to the human. Noticing Aaron though, she walks over to him instead, "H.. Hi there, umm, Nichole sent me to investagate things?" she says more a question then a statement and looking for some guidance from the bunny.<br> <br>Spying the discharge of a mephitic denizen by the baseball-bat-toting human, the hair-dyed albino can't help but smirk, "That looked appropo... wonder what's goin' on inside." Decked out in her usual attire, her heavy boots stamp the ground with a ready clomp as she draws neaerer to where the human lies, "Yo! What's goin' on? Is that some jammin' Rave or something up in there?"<br> <br>Out to satisfy his own curiosity, as most felines seem to do, a lion dressed in his typical semi-formal wear and armed with a rather common looking shotgun heads up to the area of disturbance. "Oof," Dio says, wincing as he arrives just in time to see the poor skunk beast's bit of damage. "What seems to be the issue here?"<br> <br>The man looks up when others approach, "Aw damn it, more of em," he says, leveling his bat, "All of you just stay back. You kin fuck each other all you want anywhere but here, ya hear? Mine, you know what that means? Not yours!" He slams the door shut, though this is a token effort with the front window of what used to be a Radioshack's front windows blown or simply having fallen out some time ago, leaving him quite visible.<br> <br>Aaron folds his arms and frowns. That's not a particularly neighborly attitude. "Excuse me, sir. If you look more closely, you might recognize me." The bunny is often circulating the town, beating on ferals that have started attacking civilians, keeping them in line so that the city streets are at least KIND of safe. The man may still not know him, but it's worth a try. "I'm with Zephyr. Can you please tell me what's going on, and what exactly it is that you're claiming as yours?" Ferals are a variety of things, but polite is seldom one of them, and it makes a great way to distinguish himself from a feral if he can show some manners.<br> <br>With the immediate danger gone back inside, Lotus crouches next to the skunkbeast, checking it for serious trauma. Examining for open wounds or signs of broken bones.<br> <br>Huh, well, bully. Inis walks along the periphery of the store, spying out to see if that door's the only entrance into the place. This could be something interesting with someone who's not feral guarding some sort of... thunderous noise-maker of some kind. Rubbing her palms together, the albino strolls with her clomping steps and sauntersome gait.<br> <br>Miranai looks to the obviously frustrated and angry human, then back to Aaron. As he slams the door, she looks around to everyone else, looking a bit scared really, "Umm, Aaron?" she gives again, hoping this time he will hear her, but instead she takes a step forward, "Umm, sir," she gives similar to how Aaron spoke, her androyginous voice not carrying very far, "If you could.. please calm down, no one is here to.. umm.. fuck you but.. you are c. causing a disturbance." Then, she decides to try something. Using her NICE she broadcasts an aura of calm, placaited feelings.<br> <br>The skunk appears more irritated than actually harmed. Its nanite enhanced biology already working well to throw off its concussion, and its various bruises and internal bleedings being sewn up by the army of industrial strength workings inside of it. It snorts loudly at Lotus and makes an obligatory motion to mount her in thanks. If Lotus declines, the big fella moves off in pursuit of its next catch.<br> <br>Lotus stands are rejoins the others after she giggles quietly and whispers, "Not now, we need to check this out."<br> <br>Aaron glances at Miranai. "It's all right." he tells her, in what he hopes is a calming tone. "Just stay nearby, and we'll remain safe. I'm sure he's just worried about the ferals, and they're no danger so long as I'm here." He is speaking in a tone he hopes is loud enough for the man to hear inside his building. "And frankly, as long as what he has isn't a danger, we're leaving quietly and without incident, without his item."<br> <br>Dio looks around at the newly gathered agents, giving them a warm wave, but he seems to only recognize the tremendously large foxtaur. "Hello ladies and gentlemen," he bows, slowly moving up to join the rest of the group to better hear the raging human. "Sir? I don't believe we're the ones to truly succumb to su-" Door slammed upon him, the lion lets out a loud scoff. "How rude," he whispers under his breath and crossing his arms. "We could talk things out rather than slamming doors on everyone's faces." Watching the skunk beast stand up and seemingly ask permission, he tilts his head and rubs his chin. "I've never seen one that... Didn't get straight to the deed before."<br> <br>The fellow inside shouts out through the busted window as he moves towards the back, "Aint got time for any of you. If you're not here to kick me out, I got a camp to set up." The sounds of tinkering can be heard, metal clanging on metal, a spark, the scent of ozone. Bwooorrrrm! Comes booming out from the back, followed by a stream of loud curses from the man.<br> <br>Aaron calls out, "We're not here to kick you out, but we may be able to offer you better lodgings. We're also here to investigate-" And then that loud boom comes. OW ow ow ow ow. Long lapine ears. Loud sound. Painful! It takes him a moment to recover, giving others plenty of opportunity to step forward and do as they see fit; he's going to take a second out to recover his composure.<br> <br>Ears twitching and nose going now, Miranai tries to look through the windows to try and see what is going on! She stays close to Aaron, that is till she notices Dio, and gives him a yap, "Dio? Do you know what is going on?" asks, still trying to get a clean look at whatever was going on inside. She looks around at the others, "H.. hello.." she gives them.<br> <br>Why worry about a closed door when there's a convenient broken window right there? Agile as she is, Inis gauges the open portions to make sure she can make it through without needing to break any more away. Should that be the case, she'll leap and tumble through... otherwise, well, it's glass-breaking time! Focused gal, she hasn't even given pleasantries back towards the others gathered about.<br> <br>It's not hard to hop through the window. One could step over it carefully if they wanted to do so. There's no barricading work done, just a big open front to the building. Not much protection to be had here.<br> <br>"Kicking out? None of us are here for such things. We're simply here to invest- Damn!" Dio covers his leonine ears with his two large hands, grunting a little and cursing silently under his breath for the few times having sensitive ears really rolled him over. Taking a moment to recover, Dio releases his hands and shakes his head at Mira. "I'm afraid I don't know, my lady. But I'm going to find out, with or without permission." Taking Inis' lead, he hops in through the window, looking about for clues about the disturbance.<br> <br>Aaron facepalms. Okay, diplomacy is probably out if people are just going to hop into his hidey-hole without talking it over. Taking his cue from the others, he moves toward the window, motioning for Miranai to follow. "Sir, as you can probably see, your camp isn't really safe at all. We can offer you proper lodgings in a safe place, where ferals can't realistically reach you." He doesn't hop through just yet; if nothing else, Miranai probably can't follow suit in her condition, and he's not leaving her unattended out here.<br> <br>Miranai whines softly as Dio and Inis jump in, looking over to Aaron a moment, then around to Lotus as well, before she fallows suit. A hop for the others is a step for her, though she has to be very careful about scraping anything against the bottom of the window ledge as she goes. Once inside her eyes are darting around, ears swiviling about, nose going a mile a minute, the technically minded taur looking and trying to find anything she recognises.<br> <br>Inis totally took the lead first. Totally. The punk-garbed gal gingerly readjusts both her circular shades and the clamshell headset that she wears over her ears after the tumble-through. Why step when you can leap, after all? Heading towards the back door where the man had gone through, Inis quickly surveys for the handle or if there's any visible portal to biew through.<br> <br>Wires, and busted equipment. It looks like poor Radioshack has lost most of its radios, their husks split neatly in half and their innards salvaged for parts, leaving a trail of foraging leading back to where the man resides, working at... what is that thing? "Ah Christ on a Stick, y'all have the manners only half a step better than the striped ass I finished beating out of here a few minutes ago." He twists two wires together and drops the bundle he was working on, "If you're not going to leave, at least help. I  need a seventeen ohm resistor that isn't going to pop the moment I put some juice in it."<br> <br>Here as support staff, Lotus is keeping an eye on the group's rear, as well as watching their backs. She keeps a nervous ear out as the entry team goes in.<br> <br>Aaron hms. Okay, maybe Miranai's mobility isn't as limited as he thought. He takes a moment to climb in, regarding the device - whatever it is - before approaching the man. "Sorry, sir. I'm not much good at electronics. My name is Aaron, may I have yours?" A hand is presented to the man, hopefully to shake. At least he isn't coming forward with a baseball bat! He scarcely wants to subdue the man by force if it can be helped.<br> <br>Miranai looking to the human working on the device she ponders a moment, "I can.. umm.. I can help." she says and starts looking around for something that would work. Failing that she starts collecting bits and pieces, and will use Sculpting Nanomagics to make something, "ANd... umm.. y.. yes, could we get your name and.. umm.. maybe.. what you are making here?" she asks, taking ques from Aaron.<br> <br>Inis squirrels her lips into a frown. Okay, mechanical stuff like tumblers and the like... no problem, but knowing the proper ohms on a resistor? Well, that would take some knowledge of resistors and the like. Not a strong forte for Inis, indeed. None the less, why hinder when one can help? She begins to ferit about the debris for anything that has the number 17 on it.<br> <br>As he walks through the building, Dio takes note of all the various scattered electronics and certainly recognizes the Radioshack feel from days of old, though this chain seems to be of the post-apocolpytic kind. Idly, he kicks a random piece of garbage across the floor and walks up to the man. "Before we assist you, sir, I'm much more curious as to what you're attempting to design and if you have any knowledge of why the recent intense sounds have been going off." After a soft cough, he dips down into a deep bow to hopefully shine an image that disregard and rudeness. "Then, I shall gladly assist."<br> <br>Lotus moves inside with the others and looking the scene over has no idea how anyone could put this stuff together in any meaningful way.<br> <br>Sadly, the resistors are... do you even know what a resistor looks like? Nothing with the number seventeen pleases the man at all. "Bah! Don't they teach you nothing!" he complains, rising to his feet. He moves over to the parts draw and wipes off a thick layer of dust and dirt off the sign there, revealing a guide to reading resistor colors, "See? Seventeen. While you're at it, I also need a two hundred, and a fifty, and grab some nine volt batteries while you're at it." And back he goes, pulling out a blow torch of all things. Where did he salvage that boy from?<br> <br>Miranai already had a great deal of knowledge with computers, electronics, and design, so she just continues looking around, "Sir.. umm.. .could we please get your name and what exactly you are doing here?" she asks again.<br> <br>Aaron clears his throat, lowering his hand. "If you don't want to share your name, I understand. Can you at least tell us what you're making here? We were sent here because it created a bit of a disturbance." He interposes himself a little more closely, trying to make himself a little more difficult to ignore. "In particular, it was rather painful to me at close range. I'd appreciate it if you could cooperate with us; there's strength in numbers, after all. Besides, this building simply isn't safe enough for you to stay here long-term; too many access points."<br> <br>After getting a good look at the parts in the picture Lotus begins to rummage.<br> <br>"What, you didn't ask nothing, Shit," he complains as he lowers his mask and gets to power welding two metal sheets together, "Name's Kevin, Got a last name, not that it matters no more. When's the last time a guy could even get an ID, fuck it all." Sparks fly everywhere as he works, creating a dangerous zone around his immediate area.<br> <br>"I'm afraid my... Youth was spent in other areas, sir. Though it seems some of the others here have a good handle on at least the basics of electronics." Dio rises from his bow and takes a deep look at the resistor guide. "I can see most of the difficulty springs from the nanties corroding at the various bits and pieces around here, no?" Dio begins to walk closer to the man and his supposed invention, jumping back as the sparks begin to fly towards him with a bit of a startle. "Kevin, sir? Well then, are you going to reveal what it is your making? We'll be much more enthusiastic to help if you do..."<br> <br>Miranai isn't having much luck trying to find a part that isn't already spoiled, busted, broken, unusable for what he wants, "Ok K.Kevin, but, I don't think the part you need is here." she says, "At least not a usable one. P.. perhaps if we were to venture.. out of the city we could find something?" she offers, not too keen on the idea herself but it was a thought.<br> <br>Lotus pipes up from the shopfront as she opens drawer after drawer, "Don't look at that light, guys!"<br> <br>Aaron nods. "Kevin, good to meet you. LIke I said, I'm Aaron. If you could be so kind as to answer my questions, we can get out of your way and you can return to your work in peace if you see fit." The rabbit is diplomatic enough, but he's letting just a liiiiittle bit of irritation creep into his voice; the man has been ignoring him rather steadily, and it's getting annoying. At Miranai's suggestion, he notes, "We probably have the part you'll need at Zephyr. Hell, we probably have quite a few of them."<br> <br>"You want to go looking?" asks Kevin, "Shit, maybe I was wrong about you. That's about the nicest thing you could do." He reaches beside himself, fishing out a still wrapped bit of junk food. He tears it open with hit teeth, other hand still busy wielding the torch. "You find those parts, you'll get to see it working, then we can shoot the breeze about whatever."<br> <br>Inis mutters to herself a bit, "Never try to help someone at their specialty when your own forte isn't that way." Rolling her shoulders, she glances over towards Mira's far larger form, "I could help, but I've no talent for elecronics."<br> <br>Miranai continues to listen, "Or.. back at my room in the SB I have a lot of salvage stock piled.." she mentions looking over to the man, "I'm sure I could find something." she says and looks over to Aaron and Dio once more, "Well, I... I guess I'll be right back, it isn't that far of a walk." she says, hoping at least one of them would go with her.<br> <br>Lotus lets out a loud, "WOO!". She springs up from a tiny part drawer at the bottom of a shelf. "I found the 55 ones, but theres only two left." She brings the little part drawer over to the others.<br> <br>A bit agitated himself, Dio begins to tap his foot upon the floor and cross his arms in a huff, not particularly happy some of his questions were being ignored. Rather than resorting to a violent intimidation roar-off, Dio attempts to calm down with a few deep breaths. "Very well sir," he says, strapping the shotgun onto his back and cracking his fingers with a satisfying pop. "I believe we can help you get those parts. And for your end, you'll tell us what exactly you're building there." As Mira begins to leave, he looks towards the taur with a concerned look. "I shall escort you if you desire, my lady." While he didn't know the bunny very well, or at all, he knew Aaron would probably follow from the cues they were giving off earlier. Despite this however, the lion follows along to perhaps get away from the annoying man.<br> <br>"Well, on the plus side, I can make sure that disturbances are kept to a vertiable minimum," comments the albino while cracking her knuckles to emphaize her point. Moving closer to where the window is, she keeps an eye out for anything that might be coming along, her expression one built of solid intimidation.<br> <br>Kevin seems to be taking care of himself, munching his artificial fruit cake and operating dangerous welding torches. What more could any hot blooded American man ask for, besides some loud music and maybe a gun or three? "You want to keep the rest out of here? Right kind of you." He clicks the torch off and sets it down, work work work.